Trying to Score by Toni Aleo Page B

completely sold out in seven minutes. Fallon couldn’t contain her excitement as she slowly walked through the party. She was basically bouncing at just the thought that 100 cases were brought to be sold and all of them did. When everyone learned the wine was sold out, people started doing outside orders.
    It was turning into a great night!
    Not only was the wine a hit, but the party was in full swing and Lucas hadn’t showed. When she hadn’t seen him when everyone else arrived, Fallon could actually breathe. She was sure he wasn’t coming, and that made her smile brighter as she walked through the party. Fallon glanced around, looking at all the beautiful people that had shown for the party. She could point out every one of the Assassins’ players out of the whole crowd. Fallon was sure they were the sexiest group of guys she had ever seen. Each one dressed to the nines with a beautiful woman on his arm.
    Fallon also decided that she was the only single person there. Well, other than Rob, but he didn’t count. He liked being single, Fallon did not. She hated the lonely feeling she felt when she would see a man and women together, or how her breath would catch at just the sight of a man putting his hand on a woman’s face lovingly. That was when she really felt alone. Lucas always held her face in his hand. It was her favorite thing that he did, and she missed it. Fallon knew that Lucas could have her begging on her knees just by cupping her face in his large hands.
    It was the little things that made their relationship beautiful, so perfect.
    “ Hold my hand,” Lucas said before grabbing her hand in his. She pulled away, shaking her head.
    “ No, people can see,” she said before looking around. Fallon knew it bothered him that she didn’t like to hold hands, but it just made her so nervous that it would get back to her dad about her dating Lucas. Lucas was a famous hockey player, and Fallon knew her dad would freak at the thought of her with him.
    “ So? I want to feel your hand in mine,” Lucas said before stopping to face her. They were walking through Guadalupe River Park and Gardens to work off the food they had just inhaled before heading back to his beach house. People walked past them as Fallon looked around.
    “ I told you, I don’t like holding hands in public,” she whispered. “I’m worried about someone telling my dad.”
    “ It’s been six months and you still haven’t told them? You spent the whole summer with me.”
    “ I know but it’s just complicated. My dad made it a point to tell me not to get involved with anyone.”
    Lucas rolled his eyes before starting to walk away. “Whatever,” he grumbled. Fallon rushed to catch up with him and stopped him by grabbing his wrist.
    “ Don’t be mad,” Fallon asked, looking up into his dull gray eyes. “I’m sorry.”
    “ I just want to be able to touch you when I want, no stipulations,” he said, not looking her in the eye. “When we’re alone, you are all over me. In public, it’s like we’re friends. I can’t be friends with you Fallon. I want you too much.”
    A slow grin went across her face as she looked up at him, waiting for him to look at her. When he finally did, he couldn’t help but smile back at her. Fallon decided at that moment that if her dad did find out, oh well, because this man was hers, and she needed him to breathe. Fallon took a step towards him, locking her pinkies with his. “I can’t promise that I’ll be all over you, but I can guarantee you that I will always be touching you.”
    Lucas smiled as he squeezed her pinkie with his. “Like this?”
    “ Like this, it’s our thing.”
    “ And always will be,” Lucas said before he gave her a warm, slow, slanted grin. He then leaned over and softly placed his lips against hers. She welcomed his invasion and basked in the feel on him.
    She was gonna love this man for the rest of her life.
    What a crock of shit, she thought as she looked out onto the